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The sight made both boys gasp.

In front of them, barely believable, was a small table overlooking the lake. Normally, both males would laugh at the poor soul who was in for the 'torture' of the following evening. But, knowing that this was for them, made them change their opinions drastically.

The table was covered in a divine white tablecloth which, in turn, was covered with a red cloth down the middle. Both hung over the sides, blowing gently in the breeze. Upon the table, diagonal from one another, were two sets of sparkling cutlery, provided by the house-elves. Each piece of glistening brass (they weren't able to choose silver because of Remus' 'furry little problem') had a lion engraving at the bottom, to insinuate that both boys were from Gryffindor, the house of the lion. In the middle of the table, between the diagonal cutleries, was a pure red candle with gold lining that swirled round and round. It was held in a gold candle-holder, which also had a lion engraved in it for the same reasons. Around the table, which was wooden by the way, were two wooden chairs, sleek and shining. They were opposite one another with a lion design on the back, as sleek and shiny as the actual chairs.

Both boys gazed in amazement for such a long time, Lily was starting to worry. She waved her hand in front of their faces at super-speed, glaring as they stayed shocked.

"Will you two please wake up?" she growled, stamping her foot in frustration. Sirius 'woke' up first and frowned at the ginger girl, who by now was tapping her other foot impatiently.

"Evans," he said, as calmly as he could – because it's not every day your best mates and your 'brother's' girlfriend decide to create a romantic dinner for you and the person you love. Yes, Sirius knew. In fact, it was so blatantly obvious that Sirius was wondering why Remus hadn't figured it out yet. Then again, Remus was a very oblivious person. Sirius had been flirting with him (quite well, he must say) for weeks now yet the little werewolf hadn't noticed a thing. It was infuriating, to say the least.

"Yes?" Lily queried, ready with a comeback if he insulted the table. She'd spent all day on that (it was a Sunday!) and was proud of it, to say the least. James, who had come by earlier, had refrained from complaining so she thought that, if the most annoying boy in the year (who just happened to be her boyfriend) was kind, Sirius should have the least bit gratitude for all she'd done.

"Nice table," Remus interrupted, finally snapping out of his daze. Lily beamed with pride. "Is it for James?" Her smile dropped.

"No," she sighed, giving Sirius helpless looks. The boy in question wasn't looking at her though. He was scanning the perimeter for the other Marauders, silently counting the many ways of doom that they would receive. "It's for you and Sirius."

"Me and S-Sirius?" Remus wondered, his cheeks blaring a fiery red. Sirius, who had given up on his 'Murder the Marauders' quest, glanced over at the younger boy and saw his blush, something Remus was exceedingly embarrassed about. That only made his cheeks burn brighter.

"Yep!" Lily grinned happily. She was glad the naïve child had finally gotten the idea. The blush was a sign of defeat, in her books. And Lily had a lot of books: books about why she shouldn't date James Potter and books about why she should. There were books on relationship advice and books on how to kidnap any other girl that flirted with James Potter.

Like I said, Lily had a lot of books. And her favourite, at the present moment, was what a blush meant. Remus's blush meant, 'I-really-hate-you-and-James-and-Peter-for-this-and-I'm-not-sure-why-I'm-going-to-go-along-with-this!' Lily could get a lot from a blush, especially from Remus's.

Sirius, feeling slightly worried (which was uncommon for him), began bouncing from one foot to the other, clearly wanting to sit down. Remus looked over at him, a small smile releasing itself onto his face. His eyes were half-shut in that protective way when you're with the one you love – you know, that face when you have to angle your head to the side to get it to work properly? If not, go look it up. It's completely adorable and it suited Remus so much then, that Sirius stopped bouncing to stare, mesmerized.

"I guess we could sit down for a while," Remus pondered, his face clearing of the cute look, "I haven't got any homework to do yet…"

Sirius, about to complain about the missing cute face, completely rewired his brain when he heard that. Remus plus Sirius plus romantic lake plus romantic evening equals an in love Remus and a happy Sirius.

Now was the time to woo him, Sirius mentally decided. No more messing around. If Remus didn't fall for him today, Sirius was going to tell him. And telling him was out the question, considering he had a reputation to keep up. If Sirius didn't have his reputation and he didn't have Remus, things could go downwards very quickly.

"Really? YAY! Thank you, Rem!" Sirius took great care not to call him 'Moony' due to Lily being there and not knowing if she knew about Remus' 'furry little problem'. She did, but that's not important.

"Very well. Please follow me to your seats," Lily said, smiling brightly and leading both boys to the table. Sirius interlocked his hand with Remus' as they sat down, causing the werewolf to blush a very dark red. Not noticing this time, the Animagus grinned and took the menu off of Lily, who seemed very awkward.

"Thanks," Remus told Lily as he took the menu. Lily merely shot Sirius a proud look before walking away, no doubt to find James and ask about what path of action to take next.

Sirius watched Remus's eyes dart over the menu, loving the fact that the gold matched Gryffindor's and that they sped over the writing so fast, they looked like flashes. Like fireworks. Beautiful, Remus-like fireworks.

Remus, feeling Sirius's eyes burning into his skull, looked up and quickly caught the blush on his crush's cheeks as the dark-haired boy averted his eyes. Looking into them, Remus realised his hand hadn't left Sirius's. He went to move it, feeling the butterflies grow worse, when Sirius unconsciously tightened his grip. The blood began pulsing in Remus' ears, causing them to turn as red as his cheeks. Sirius looked up, saw the boy's face and blinked; he was worried he was doing something wrong.

"You alright, Moony?" he wondered, raising an eyebrow cautiously. Remus, unable to make up coherent sentences, merely nodded. Sirius kept staring though.

"I-I fine, S-S-S-S-Siri!" Remus stuttered, colour staining his entire face. Sirius smiled.

"You're cute when you're blushing!" he babbled, suddenly realising what he'd said. His own face blushed and Remus laughed. The Animagus couldn't help thinking that it was the cutest sound he'd ever heard. Even cuter than his cousin, Nymphadora Tonks, who was adorable to say the least.

"You're cute when you're blushing," retaliated the werewolf, a devious smirk appearing on his lips. Sirius laughed, the awkwardness forgotten.

"Know what you're having?" he wondered, tightening his grip again. Remus nodded and leaned over, dodging the candle, to point out a meal. His hair brushed the other boy's hand, sending shivers up his spine and letting them tingle there.

"What about you?" Remus asked, looking up at him, staring him straight in the eye. Gold met silver and neither looked away. Caught in the moment, Sirius leant forward, slipping his hand round the back of Remus' head. Remus leant forward too and both boys' minds went blank. All thoughts with any meaning (though both later protested that kissing one another HAD meaning, they just didn't think of it at the time) went out the door as their lips met. It was gentle, not forced, but, as both pulled away, it left them wanting more.

Lily ruined it by squealing loudly from a bush, her fan-girl side getting the better of her. Both boys flicked their heads over towards her and James shut her up with a kiss, sending the other two a thumb up. They looked at one another again and burst out laughing, taking the other's hand in their own and clasping tightly. They then rested their foreheads together and smiled.

"I love you," whispered Remus before, like Sirius did only moments before, remembering what he'd just said. Sirius laughed at his crush's embarrassed expression.

"How long? Because I've loved you for three years, at least!" chuckled the elder boy. Remus blinked and smiled.

"Four years," he smiled, knocking the candle off the table and onto the floor…where it stayed put.

It was plastic. Honestly, you don't trust James Potter's girlfriend with a lighter, especially if they've been dating for more than a month.

Which they have. And now, so have Remus and Sirius.

All's well that ends well!

What about Peter? Finally got a date with the Hufflepuff he'd been pining after for a month. Then ruined it. So he's moping.

But nobody cares. Right?

I'M SORRY! It moved too quickly, didn't it? I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I don't write multi-chapter fics! I only write one-shots, usually. And dialogue fics. Sorry!

SPOILER ALERT

Am I right though? Does anyone actually care about Peter Pettigrew? He's alright when he's a kid but otherwise I find him really annoying, considering he was the one who helped kill Harry's parents then framed Sirius for murder. SIRIUS! How could he…?

Sorry, I spoiled that there. But if I spoiled it for you, wouldn't you NOT know who Sirius is?

END SPOILER

Disclaimer: TwilaCute does NOT, and she repeats NOT, own Harry Potter or any of it's contents. She owns the plot and nothing more. All characters and scenes belong to J. , who is amazing.

If anyone has done a story like this, I apologise if you feel I have stolen the idea. It came to me in a weird vision and it's sort of strange! Sorry if I stole it! I really am!

TwilaCute :)

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